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The next play to be performed is Earl Donald's new play "The Noble Teacher", which is about the story of a mature and beautiful noble teacher and a young and underage noble master who meet and fall in love.

There is also a lot of comedy content, which makes people laugh and also makes the young nobles imagine.

"Mr. Count's script is as excellent as ever."

Everyone around him complimented Donald. They were extremely sincere when they spoke, and the words of admiration were written all over their faces.

Because, it is rumored that every time Earl Donald wrote a script with a love element, there was often a more popular version.

Of course, the Earl himself vehemently denied this.

"It is the greatest honor for me and my humble work to receive your recognition."

After some polite words, everyone dispersed to their respective boxes and had further exchanges with familiar dancers and other female staff of the Moulin Rouge.

The Earl also walked into the room that belonged to him. He wanted to have a good chat with the performers to see if there was anything in the script that needed to be modified.

"Our busy man has arrived."

As soon as he entered the room, Donald heard a charming and mature female voice say with a hint of dissatisfaction:

The person who spoke was a lady in a dark green long dress. The Lind-style structure of the dress exposed most of her fair chest in the dim light. She was leaning lazily on the sofa, supporting her chin with one hand, with a teasing smile on her face.

Count Donald quickly stepped forward and half-knelt in front of Ms. Thiole. He enthusiastically grasped the slender arm that she extended, and gently kissed the back of her white hand.

"Oh, Ms. Tiole, you are just like the white moon in the dark night today, making it impossible to look away."

"So, you only noticed Ms. Tiole?"

Before he finished speaking, another female voice pretending to be angry came from the side.

"Of course not, my little nightingale. Although my eyes have been attracted by Ms. Tiole, my ears were born for you. Your singing today is so beautiful that people can 'see' it with their ears alone." Donald turned his head without hesitation to look at the other lady standing next to him.

This is the leading actress who just performed the drama on the stage. She has beautiful long hair and the lace decoration on her chest is white and straight, making it difficult to look away.

"What about me? What about me?" Someone else stood up.

The room was filled with the sounds of love. Although Donald had not appeared for three days, he was like a high-speed spinning battle top, easily responding to the questions raised by the ladies.

There wasn't even a drop of sweat on his forehead!

However, although the Earl himself was surrounded by fragrance and softness, he felt a little confused in his heart.

In the past, although these ladies were very enthusiastic, the jealousy between them never really disappeared.

It annoys him every time, but of course, it may also be that he enjoys it.

But today, no matter which ladies they were, they all surrounded him, and there was an eager light flashing in those bright eyes. That look surprised the count and made him feel a little strangely unreal.

Because now they look just like...

Like a group of hounds surrounding a naive hare, slowly baring their sharp teeth.

Chapter 105 Launch

"The shockwave magic engine will be tested for the first time today." Alvin wrote this in his notebook.

At this moment, there were already five people standing in the courtyard. Diana, who had parked the car, was also looking at the peculiarly shaped magic engine curiously.

However, before Ivan could finish his words, he saw Khayang's expression remained unchanged, but his feet were calm as he moved sideways step by step to behind Bryant.

The hairy druid, who was still in the form of a brown bear, had thick fat and a height of more than three meters, which completely covered the skinny body of the undead wizard, which was not much thinner than a skeleton.

This guy!

Cursing inwardly, Alvin seemed to have forgotten that during his last experiment he had blasted a depression in the middle of the courtyard.

But people are always more tolerant of themselves, which is completely understandable.

In short, the success of the experiment is the most important thing.

As he was thinking, Ivan picked up the beaker of alchemical fuel and brought it to the engine. For safety reasons, he didn't put too much fuel in, probably only about 500 milliliters in total.

Then, Ivan raised his hand and pressed the switch to the side that transmitted magic power to activate the engine. Although he wasn't a die-hard car fan in his previous life, he had a close friend who was a racing enthusiast, and he learned a lot from him. He also looked up various car-related materials out of interest and even rode in the sports car that guy drove, so he still had some vague memories.

Out of nostalgia, he simply made the button with a lock and the outer safety cover bright red.

Opening the safety cover to prevent accidental triggering, Ivan took a deep breath to calm himself. The engine before him was a fusion of magical engineering and modern technology, a true hybrid.

Although some structural aspects of the engine could be directly referenced from the mature plans of the previous life, he independently completed the part that replaced the inner combustion chamber with the magic explosion effect.

Therefore, even Ivan, the designer, could not be 100% sure that the engine could be successfully started in the first experiment.

To be honest, if he hadn't been irritated by that group of unscrupulous guys, he wouldn't have held his breath and come up with such an exaggerated thing.

Although he was still a little hesitant, considering that he could directly apply Linde's future new engine, Irvin's expression gradually relaxed with this backup plan.

Besides, young people always have some competitive spirits. Perhaps this is the essence of the old enemy.

Glancing sideways at a certain necromancer who had completely hidden behind the hairy druid, Alvin pressed the red button hard.

Immediately, Ivan felt his own magic power rapidly flowing along the wires into the magic engine. Then, the combustion chamber began to consume the alchemical fuel, extracting magic power, and then allowing it to enter the cylinder and rapidly intensify.

Within a very short time, the explosive effects of the various magical energies began to occur continuously. Accompanied by the sound of "thump, thump, thump," the intensified magical energies mixed together to produce a violent explosion. This force was contained by a solid shell made of rare metal, like a train being guided onto the right track, continuously pushing the piston up and down to perform work.

The transmission device connected to the piston drives the crank-connecting rod mechanism below, converting the original simple up and down work into continuous rotational work.

To describe it in the most intuitive terms, the six cylinders arranged in a row in the center of the magic engine began to rise and fall rhythmically. At the same time, the main shaft connected to this new magic engine also rotated faster and faster.

The experiment was successful!

"Oh, it seems very powerful." Bryant, who still had a bear face, exclaimed.

Then he added, "Although, I don't quite understand it."

"It didn't explode." After hearing what the hairy druid said, Khayon also poked his head out from behind him and looked at the successfully started shockwave magic engine with some surprise.

"They really use explosions as motivation, worthy of being called..."

Noticing the cold gaze that Ivan turned towards him, the necromancer swallowed his saliva and swallowed the words "barbarians from the north" back into his throat.

"This speed." Diana didn't say much, but she was very keenly aware from the speed of the main shaft that this strange engine in front of her, which she had never seen before, might be able to provide the vehicle with unimaginable power.

"..."Compared to the other three, the old dwarf Borok was much calmer.

He didn't say a word, but just rushed to the rumbling engine like a cannonball, almost sticking his face right next to it.

"According to the agreement, I will teach you later." Alvin shook his head helplessly and pulled the old dwarf to a safe distance.

Although the startup experiment was successful, the engine still needs to undergo long-term running tests to identify possible hidden defects.

Considering that qualifying was just around the corner, he simply planned to install the engine in old Patton's taxi and go for a few laps in the city with Diana.

As expected, Ivan noticed a hint of excitement when he told the short-haired girl known as the "Witch of the Sarthe Circuit." Although she usually had a stern expression, she became very understanding when it came to racing.

As for the fact that the owner of the magic taxi was actually Old Patton...

Anyway, that old driver probably went to the orphanage to give flowers to Mother Teresa again. Since he is not there, just take it as his tacit consent!

After shutting down the engine, and relying on the cheating ability of [Reshape the World] that was comparable to a CNC machine tool, with the help of a few people nearby, Ivan performed a "heart" transplant on the sleek magic car that resembled a Beetle in just two hours without changing the original appearance of the car.

Now, this taxi with a round appearance and looks honest has an extremely violent heart.

Sitting back in the driver's seat, although the interior decoration of the car had not changed much, a faint smile appeared on Diana's slightly androgynous handsome face.

"Get in the car." She raised her chin towards Ivan outside the car window and greeted him very cheerfully:

"Okay!" The black-haired boy didn't waste any words and immediately opened the passenger door.

Diana picked up the car keys and realized that she could no longer look at this "little donkey" with the same eyes as before.

So she opened the fuse cover covering the new button on the dashboard.

A gleam of light flashed in the girl's eyes, and then she pressed hard without hesitation.

hum!

The powerful engine then let out a deep and powerful roar.

The next moment, the rear wheels of the round-headed magic taxi spun at high speed, and the wheels rubbed against the ground, producing a large amount of smoke and dust, and the body of the car began to sway from side to side.

The moment the brakes were released, the magic car shot out of the courtyard like a bullet fired by a firing pin!

"Cough cough cough." The other three people who were left behind waved their hands to clear away the smoke and dust, coughing and looking at each other.

Looking at the two people disappearing into the distance, a subtle look slowly emerged on Kayang's face, and his expression gradually became malicious.

The necromancer grinned, revealing exceptionally white teeth, in contrast to his sloppy appearance.

"Maybe I should write a letter back home."

Chapter 106: Salted Fish Running Wildly

"Your Majesty, this is the financial report for the first half of this year..."

In the study of Neuschwanstein Castle, His Majesty the Emperor was meeting with the members of the Privy Council.

According to Lind's government, the Privy Council was an institution dedicated to providing administrative advice to Emperor Lind. While nominally so, in reality the Privy Council functioned like the Emperor's cabinet, with each Cardinal Minister holding important positions in charge of a different area of ​​government.

The Chief Cardinal also serves as the Minister of Civil Affairs and the Chief Finance Minister, and sometimes even exercises authority equivalent to that of the Imperial Chancellor.

At this moment, the Chief Minister of Finance, dressed in a white robe, was talking about a report.

He mentioned many mathematical formulas and was obviously a technical official who had mastered advanced mathematics.

"Thank you for your hard work, dear Armand." The golden-haired Emperor nodded slightly and said in a very intimate tone:

"Oh, this is my duty." The Chief Cardinal Minister and Chief Finance Minister, whose full name is Armand Jean Plessis Richelieu, bowed slightly and responded neither servilely nor arrogantly:

At this time, the young emperor had a polite smile on his face, but his eyes showed a bit of helplessness and entanglement.

Because he had just approved the Privy Council's budget request for various matters for the second half of this year. To some extent, this also determined Lind's policy focus for the next period of time.

This decision is extremely important. Usually, only His Majesty the Emperor has the authority to make it at any time, so it requires even more caution.

"Okay, the busiest part of the work is over. So, everyone, let's talk about some relaxing topics." The emperor clapped his hands lightly and looked at the cardinals with a smile.

Despite saying so, the emperor, sitting on the velvet chair, still stood straight and looked meticulous, which was different from the lazy impression that everyone had of him.

However, the ministers were used to the emperor's strange character of being hardworking for a while and lazy for a while, and did not express any objections to this.

"Regarding the Youth Magic Car Competition, I hope you can handle the relevant matters as soon as possible. After all, this concerns the future of Linde. Only by unifying the standards among the different schools of transcendental learning can we minimize the waste of resources and accelerate the transformation of research results into practical benefits."

The emperor's words made the ministers nod their heads. The discussion about "standardization" had already spread in the academic community, and the various schools that mastered extraordinary inheritance also generally agreed with its rationality. However, they had not yet reached a unified opinion on the specific standards to be used. The Youth Magic Car Competition was the solution given by the royal family.

Judging from the positive responses from all parties so far, they should have tacitly agreed to use this method to outline the general standards that Linde will implement after the decision is made.

Then, Home Secretary Mr. Patel raised a question on matters related to the Youth Magic Car Competition.

"Your Majesty, this tournament has also attracted many foreigners. According to the original plan, we will select the best from the top-ranked contestants and have them join the Young Magic Engineer and Extraordinary Magician Training Program. So..."

The Home Secretary paused, but his point was clear: what if a foreigner wins?

"That's fine. Linde welcomes all talents. As long as they are willing to pledge allegiance to the Iris Flag, they can become members of the Empire." The Emperor said seriously.

"Isn't this how the legendary ancient empire of Romulus prospered?"

"As you wish." The Home Secretary nodded.

Then the emperor said:

"Armand, please stay a moment. The other gentlemen, please go and rest."

Then the cardinal ministers bowed and took their leave, while the Chief Minister of Finance, dressed in a white robe, stayed in the study.

The two discussed the relevant issues for a long time before they sorted out the detailed budget coordination for the Youth Magic Car Competition.

"Thank you again, Armand. Only you can sort out these complicated numbers so quickly." The Emperor stroked his forehead and said a little tiredly:

"You're too kind. To be honest, I've always found economic-related math games quite interesting. Besides studying magic, they also bring me a lot of fun." In addition to being the Chief Minister of Finance, Armand Richelieu, who is also a high-level wizard, smiled.

"Indeed, for a high-level wizard, mathematical problems related to economics may really just be a game." Hearing his words, the young emperor couldn't help but reveal the same smile.

"Ha, but having said that, you've worked hard today... Your Highness." Armand said casually:

"This is what an emperor should do... huh?" The emperor nodded subconsciously at first, then he suddenly realized something and looked up at his chief finance minister in surprise.

"Armand, did you just shout the wrong thing?"

"Oh, it was my negligence. It seems that I have really reached the age to retire." Armand stroked his completely white beard and winked meaningfully at His Majesty the Emperor.